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A Tired Old Man

A TIRED OLD MAN > > I CAME ACROSS A MAN ONE DAY > WHILE WALKING ON LIFES ROAD, > HE LOOKED SO SAD AND LONELY > AS IF CARRYING A HEAVY LOAD > > I STOPPED TO SAY HELLO TO HIM > AS WE STROLLED THERE SIDE BY SIDE, > AND ASK HIM WHAT HIS TROUBLE WAS > AND IN ME HE COULD CONFIDE....... > > HE TOLD ME THE STORY OF HIS LIFE > AND HOW HE LOST HIS PRECIOUS WIFE, > NOW HE IS LEFT ALL ON HIS OWN > THATS WHY HE FELT SO ALL ALONE... > > THE TEARS BEGAN TO FLOW SO FREE > AS HE BEGAN TO TALK SO CLEAR > NO ONE EVEN BOTHERED TO CARE > ABOUT THIS OLD MAN,CRYING HERE > > > I ASKED HIM THEN TO BE MY FRIEND > AND I WOULD LOVE HIM TO THE END, > WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS FOR ME > HE SEEMED LIKE HE COULD NOT SEE.... > > SO I TOLD HIM OF MY JESUS > HOW HE CAME TO SAVE MY SOUL, > AND I HAD FOUND A FRIEND IN HIM > WORTH MORE THEN ANY GOLD.... > > THE OLD MAN SMILED,AND LOOKED AT ME > AS WE STROLLED ALONG THE WAY, > AND PROMISED HE WOULD KEEP IN TOUCH > EACH AND EVERY DAY...... > > DEAR LORD I CRIED AS I BOWED MY HEAD > PLEASE LOOK AFTER MY FRIEND, > SEND YOUR ANGELS TO GUIDE HIM > UNTIL HIS JOURNEY ENDS.... > > > WRITTEN BY ANN HAR

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